MRS. AP-LLYMRY.
What have you done to poor dear Miss Susan? she is crying ready to break her heart.
MR. CHAINMAIL.
So help me the memory of Richard Cœur-de-Lion, I have not the most distant notion of what is the matter.
MRS. AP-LLYMRY.
Oh, don't tell me, sir; you must have ill-used her. I know how it is. You have been keeping company with her, as if you wanted to marry her; and now, all at once, you have been trying to make her your mistress. I have seen such tricks more than once, and you ought to be ashamed of yourself.
MR. CHAINMAIL.
My dear madam, you wrong me utterly. I have none but the kindest feelings, and
